Blacktail Deer Plateau slay the flesh that is not human

sure! <3

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lust was something with which lasher was hardly familiar. the parade of pure carnality through his veins occurred less lately; he supposed it had peaked during his relationship with peregrine. he of course wanted blue willow, seemingly moreso now that she was to bear his children, and the wild seawitch of the brine intrigued him also. but gone were the days of whirlwind passion directing his steps. he felt rather aged.

are children a desire of your own? he asked, rejoining finn in the present. i must admit, i am nervous at the idea that i shall very soon be a father. as he spoke, he began to gather the carved meat of the kill into a pile, to be buried and distributed to the various caches.